[ Bucky doesn't stay in Wakanda long. It's not that he dislikes it, or that he's unwelcome (Wakandans dislike foreigners, but not for the reasons one would think), but that he needs to leave. He's grateful for everything T'Challa has done, especially after their rough start and subsequent interactions; he even has a new, lightweight Vibranium arm to work with.
But New York. And unfinished business. Maybe some redemption, too...or condemnation. Could be any of those things. Bucky is tired of hiding and tired of running from his demons. There are still things he doesn't remember about himself or his life, and he has to know.
This whole thing could get him arrested, or killed. He's still legally a fugitive and probably still a war criminal, if not guilty of a dozen violations of the Geneva Convention. But if he wants one thing, he's got to face the other, and Bucky's whole life of late has been ramifications. What's one more to add to the fucking list?
Getting out of Wakanda was easy- T'Challa gave him an escort and enough resources to make it to the coast and across the Atlantic. Getting into America wasn't that hard either; Bucky has been a trained assassin and Soviet operative longer than he's technically supposed to have been alive. But once he's in New York, his nerves kick in, and he's even more on guard than usual, putting lots more effort into his disguises than 'baseball cap'.
Stark Tower isn't hard to miss. Bucky suspects that's on purpose. Steve isn't with him to explain it one way or the other; he's not able to go as many places without being recognized and snitched on. So Bucky, as usual, has to do this solo. The one insurance policy he has to fall back on is that T'Challa has paperwork designating Bucky as an official emissary of the Nation of Wakanda, and can claim diplomatic or political immunity in case things really go south. Bucky hopes it won't.
But at least the relevant parties know he's coming (sort of): T'Challa sent word ahead to Stark that he was sending someone on the Royal behalf for some negotiations. No further details given, just as mysterious as the country itself. Bucky takes a deep breath, adjusts his sunglasses, and walks into the Tower with left hand hidden in his pocket. He is immediately greeted by a very professional assistant, who shows Bucky up to the conference level floor and deposits him in a room by himself and promises Mr. Stark will be along shortly.
Bucky pulls his sunglasses off, places them on the table, and folds his hands on the glass top, eyes skimming the room for cameras or items disguising listening devices. Facial recognition software probably picked him up ages ago, but that ship has already sailed. At least he had the forethought to wear something decent; Stark is probably used to suits and attire meant to be taken seriously. He hasn't had a suit on since the 40s (he thinks), but it's comfortable enough, fitted enough so that he doesn't have to hide nor squeeze into it. Plain sight, and all that.
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But New York. And unfinished business. Maybe some redemption, too...or condemnation. Could be any of those things. Bucky is tired of hiding and tired of running from his demons. There are still things he doesn't remember about himself or his life, and he has to know.
This whole thing could get him arrested, or killed. He's still legally a fugitive and probably still a war criminal, if not guilty of a dozen violations of the Geneva Convention. But if he wants one thing, he's got to face the other, and Bucky's whole life of late has been ramifications. What's one more to add to the fucking list?
Getting out of Wakanda was easy- T'Challa gave him an escort and enough resources to make it to the coast and across the Atlantic. Getting into America wasn't that hard either; Bucky has been a trained assassin and Soviet operative longer than he's technically supposed to have been alive. But once he's in New York, his nerves kick in, and he's even more on guard than usual, putting lots more effort into his disguises than 'baseball cap'.
Stark Tower isn't hard to miss. Bucky suspects that's on purpose. Steve isn't with him to explain it one way or the other; he's not able to go as many places without being recognized and snitched on. So Bucky, as usual, has to do this solo. The one insurance policy he has to fall back on is that T'Challa has paperwork designating Bucky as an official emissary of the Nation of Wakanda, and can claim diplomatic or political immunity in case things really go south. Bucky hopes it won't.
But at least the relevant parties know he's coming (sort of): T'Challa sent word ahead to Stark that he was sending someone on the Royal behalf for some negotiations. No further details given, just as mysterious as the country itself. Bucky takes a deep breath, adjusts his sunglasses, and walks into the Tower with left hand hidden in his pocket. He is immediately greeted by a very professional assistant, who shows Bucky up to the conference level floor and deposits him in a room by himself and promises Mr. Stark will be along shortly.
Bucky pulls his sunglasses off, places them on the table, and folds his hands on the glass top, eyes skimming the room for cameras or items disguising listening devices. Facial recognition software probably picked him up ages ago, but that ship has already sailed. At least he had the forethought to wear something decent; Stark is probably used to suits and attire meant to be taken seriously. He hasn't had a suit on since the 40s (he thinks), but it's comfortable enough, fitted enough so that he doesn't have to hide nor squeeze into it. Plain sight, and all that.
God, he hopes this works. ]